This is a song about "Forgetting me"

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Skipping to conclusions and forgetting to weigh consequences,

Invading me are eating me

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Lets come up to my city

Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Forgetting bout all my lows

Illusions distract me

That's why i'm makin' money

I keep forgetting karma's circling above,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.